Desmond Dekker

Israelites

Refr: Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir,
so that every mouth can be fed,
Oho, me, Israelites.
Refr: Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir,
so that every mouth can be fed,
Oho, me Israelites.
My wife an' my kids they pack up an'a leave me,
"darling" she said "I was yours to recieve",
Poor me, Israelites.

Shot! shirt dem a tear-up, trousers a go,
I don' wan' to end up like Bonny and Clyde,
Poor me, Israelites.

After a storm there must be a calming,
you catch me in your palm, you sound your alarm,
Poor me, Israelites.

I said....
Refr: Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir,
so that every mouth can be fed,
Oho, me, Israelites.

My wife an' my kids they pack up an'a leave me,
"darling" she said "I was yours to recieve",
Poor me, Israelites.
Shot! shirt dem a tear-up, trousers a go,
I don' wan' to end up like Bonny and Clyde,
Poor me, Israelites.
After a storm there must be a calming,
you catch me in your palm, you sound your alarm,
Poor me, Israelites.
Heeeee
My poor,my poor, me Israelites
I'm wondering for,I wonder for my poor,my poor,
Me Israelites